I got a phone call from a neighbor yesterday, warning me to avoid the wash crossing by the goat people at all costs. “There is no crossing. And pretty soon there’ll be no grader, because [redacted] got it good and stuck in the mud.”
This I had to see, but yesterday afternoon turned out to be not the time to go look. So this morning I took the Jeep across the wash at the cattle waterer and drove down the ridge. It turned out to be kind of a mistake, but not the disastrous kind.
There was a steep washout with lots of gooey mud just as promised, but the front of the grader wasn’t hanging over it. Somehow he/they managed to get it down the washout and across to the other side and at least somewhat out of danger.
Like an idiot (deep mud) I waded across to see the damage, if any, and it looks like the worst predictions have been rendered moot.
There’s a time to fix road damage and a time to relax and stay home until things dry out. This is a bit of wisdom our erstwhile POA prez did not know – among other important things like “how to use a road grader.” But at least it seems the grader’s actual destruction has been avoided. So he’s got that going for him.
I’m glad that who ever was responsible, managed to get the grader out. Considering the remoteness of the location, losing this piece of equipment would be rather hard on those who depend upon it.
That being said, I’ve found that for the most part dire predictions don’t come true nearly as often as the doom Sayers would like.
Joel, I had no idea life as a desert hermit was so exciting.
Robert, just another fun day living 20-30 miles from civilization. It doesn’t matter how much vegetation you have around you, your dumb moves are obvious to the whole local community. The other thing I’ve noticed, is dumb moves are a lot more costly and/or dangerous out in the boonies.
Hope someone rescues the digger bucket tractor. That is just as valuable.
So is it stuck there, can’t get it to climb the slime to higher ground?